All in flux again. I pack and move. I look around and amid the uncertainty my eyes come to a rest on faint traces. The shadowy outlines left by furniture and images that were here just a moment ago, slowly start to dissolve. Empty yet filled they gaze back - accentuating the positive and negative, and the cloistered space in-between. Adapting to a new place means memorizing yet another map. The boxes are not all unpacked, perhaps they never will be. Limitations make things possible, four walls of a small room, a pool of light, fragile frames that my grandmother had sewn from cherished bits of cloth to adorn the sacred, and a gift of rock salt for luck in the new home.


Durational performance presented at:

NRLA, National Review of Live Art, Tramway, Glasgow 2006

Khoj LIVE, New Delhi 2008

On the Move, Hong Kong 2008.

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